Jasleen Kaur

Slugging Through Life It began before I could distinguish that the words I spoke to my parents did not share the same language my classmates spoke to their own with. That did not stop them from sitting with me during tests to look at my answers and it definitely would...

Anonymous Slug

A Spoon for All While I sat, cramped and sandwiched in the multipurpose room of my college, sweating and suffocating in the stuffy late-summer heat, I wondered really how expensive comfortable chairs could be. As I waited for the presentation to begin, I thought to...

Courtney Liang

Untitled Growing up, I was very much obliviant as to what my parents’ background was really like until my freshman year of high school when we were assigned a project in my Asian American Studies class. The project required us to interview an immigrant we know,...

Anonymous Slug

Blindsided DEFEAT. Crimson letters assembled on my computer screen to sadistically laugh in my face. I saw, but did not feel my own limp hands slide off my keyboard and mouse. I did feel, however, the wrenching suffocation of a sudden and unexpected defeat in League...

Anonymous Slug

Untitled I just finished riding the new attraction at Universal Studios, the Harry Potter ride. The exit to the ride leads straight to the gift shop filled with all different types of Harry Potter apparel. As I wander through the shop, my friend’ request echoed...